Nighttime, the sky pitch black, dotted with stars.
In a prison cell on Military Star.
Wang Hao hummed a tune, lying leisurely on his bed, while Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao, his two minions, were massaging his legs and shoulders without a care in the world—not a hint of realization that they were prisoners.
Le Xuan rolled her eyes, "Mr. Wang, we've all been captured; don't you feel any anxiety at all!?"
"Anxious about what?" Wang Hao laughed, "I've said it before, as long as Little White and I aren't caught at the same time, there's no place in this world that can hold me."
Xia Weiwei asked out of curiosity, "Could Little White really come to save us!?"
"Of course!" Wang Hao said with pride, "You don't see who raised that rabbit. Our Little White can sing and dance with the best of them, bravely fight off villains, act cute to garner sympathies, and help me break out of jail."
The crowd stared blankly at Wang Hao. Damn, is that really a rabbit?!
